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photographs from space, I realize time and time again how puny and insignificant we and our home planet really are. It's not whether it's important to us, which it is, but its place in the universe is questionable in scope.
We are in no considerable way crucial in the running of the universe, and while we have obviously declared our own import, there are likely alien forms of life that would laugh at our hubris.
We are hovering on the edge of what could be a beautiful nascence of a space age, geared to learning more about the wonders of the universe, but there are so many terrible people in this world who would warp and twist that wonderment, and use it to achieve their own goals, with no thought to the higher purposes that could be done.
I had a geology teacher once who I talked with about our exploration of the stars, and he was adamantly opposed to space travel for that reason. When I asked him why, he said something to the effect that we've messed up our own planet so badly, so why should we behave any differently towards other worlds? I think he has a point, sadly, and it has made me a cynic--someone who loves what we could find in the cosmos, but deathly afraid that those with power would abuse whatever egalitarian purpose the dreamers and futurists among us would have instead.
/rant over :rant:
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